Following Han Feng's order, all the followers immediately attacked the three red-clothed prison ghosts in front of them.
The three red-clothed prison ghosts who had just plotted against Cai Jin, the master of Kangsu Palace, also spent a lot of energy. Facing the pursuit of Zhuo Yihang and others, they had to retreat first and called the nearby gray zombies to come and help.
Two thick monsters rushed over quickly.
The followers instantly displayed exquisite coordination. A customary thick hemp rope flew out of Shangguan Yun Dun's hand. This kind of rope was specially soaked in potion, and the two walking corpses were temporarily restrained by the force of the throw.
Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu took the opportunity to rush forward. One used the iron paddle and the other used the judge's pen. Peng Lianhu's skill with the judge's pen was originally higher, but because of the small size of the judge's pen, he could not break through the defenses of the two zombies. Sha Tongtian held the iron paddle in his hand.
The force was powerful and heavy, just enough to restrain the zombies and knock the two blue-gray monsters away.
Shangguan Yun Dun took this opportunity and waved the hemp rope in his hand, using the two monsters as spinning tops to fly away.
After temporarily repelling these two roadblocks, the nearby walking corpses were also entangled by the disciples of the Sacred Heart and the Hanging Sword Division teammates, and the three red-clothed Hell Ghosts finally lost their barrier.
All the followers immediately attacked and attacked.
Han Feng and Chu Qingni were watching the tense battle situation from behind, dealing with the cultists in the battlefield, and their minds became increasingly anxious. It should be their only chance to seize the time to kill these three men in red.
Looking back, Fang Lanting had already manipulated the white smoke to fight with the three Earth Demon Generals.
The black and white airflow is like a storm passing through, causing horrific devastation on the earth!
While fighting against the cultists, Han Feng said to Chu Qingni:
"Don't you, the Sacred Heart Sect, have any backup plans?"
Golden light flowed from Chu Qingni's palm, and she knocked away two cultists and said:
"Who knew that the Chongxie Church would launch a massive attack in advance? The main force of our Sacred Heart Sect is not in Fuyuan Road, and there will be no reinforcements. But don't you have any masters from Heaven?"
Han Feng did not answer the call. He still had an experience card of Chu Liuxiang. The appearance of a third-level bandit commander could definitely suppress the situation... However, it was not really helpless yet, so he did not necessarily have to use his trump card.
Let's see if Zhuo Yihang and the others can kill three red-clothed prison ghosts...
Zhuo Yihang and Tian Boguang took the lead, holding swords and rushing towards the three prison ghosts.
A prison ghost stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and red blood surged, turning into a huge red curtain.
Even sixth-grade Cai Jin could not break through this huge screen of blood. Zhuo Yihang and Tian Boguang, who had just seen all this, did not intend to attack by force, but to bypass it.
Jumping in the air, crossing the huge bloody screen, Zhuo Yihang took action with his "Dharma Sword Technique"!
The illusive golden sword light and the hazy Sanskrit Zen chant.
Zhuo Yihang used the exquisite swordsmanship and internal skills that Venerable Bodhidharma learned while facing the wall in Mount Song for eighteen years, showing his awe-inspiring majesty. He stabbed the man in red holding a huge blood-red curtain high in the air.
The man in red quickly retreated to avoid the sword light, and as he retreated, the bloody giant screen instantly dissipated.
Shangguan Yundun, Tian Boguang and Peng Lianhu seized the opportunity and rushed forward.
The two prison ghosts behind wanted to help, and their bodies glowed with red light as they tried to rush forward. Shangguan Yun Dun waved the hemp rope in his hand and used it as a whip, forcing the two men back.
Sha Tongtian and Zhongyuan Yidianhong also rushed forward. They attacked with iron oars and sharp swords, and for a while they entangled the two prison ghosts.
Taking this opportunity, Shangguan Yun Dun, Tian Boguang, Peng Lianhu and Zhuo Yihang launched a frantic attack, hoping to seize the opportunity to capture the besieged prison ghosts.
The sword in Tian Boguang's hand reflected the clear light, and his figure was caught in the flowing wind. The thirteen moves of Flying Sand and Rocks were the first to take action, and the energy of the sword rushed towards the prison ghost.
This prison ghost was surrounded by red blood energy. He relied on the strength of his body to withstand the sword attack. He jumped forward and punched Tian Boguang, intending to break out from here.
Shangguan Yundun swung the hemp rope in his hand, wrapped it around the prison ghost's waist, pulled him back, and pulled him away from Tian Boguang. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and spread out the jet-black poison.
However, this prison ghost seemed to be completely unaffected after being poisoned by Shangguan Yun Dun. The blood in his hand condensed into a red air sword, and he turned around and stabbed Shangguan Yun Dun.
At the critical moment, Shangguan Yundun rolled to the side, dodging the fatal blow, but was also scratched on his arm, and his blood spilled out.
Chu Qingni looked at this scene and shouted loudly: "Be careful, ordinary poisons cannot affect these prison ghosts and walking corpses!"
Shangguan Yundun had a bitter look on his face and muttered: "Oh, you girl, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The prison ghost who injured Shangguan Yunton instantly accelerated and prepared to break out of the siege. Zhuo Yihang and Peng Lianhu chased after him again. Wudang's serial life-threatening sword skills and the judge's life-threatening brushwork double killed people. He was faster than the blink of an eye. He attacked from left to right, and his body was as if
Phantom, just a few breaths left seven or eight bloody holes in this hell ghost's body.
The prison ghost was injured and knew that it would be difficult for him to win head-on, so he used a flaw and stood still to let Peng Lianhu's judge's pen stab her in the left shoulder. Then he used his arm hard and clamped the judge's pen with his shoulder blades. His right hand flashed red.
Now, hit Peng Lianhu.
The sudden fatal move left Peng Lianhu with no time to react.
Fortunately, Han Feng, who was fighting the zombies with Chu Qingni in the distance, saw this situation and opened his mouth and let out a loud roar.
"Roar!"
Invisible sound waves hit the prison ghost through the air, leaving him in a trance for a moment.
Zhuo Yihang also seized this opportunity and took action with "Dharma Sword Technique" instantly!
A flash of golden light, a flash of sword!
Figures passed each other, and the prison ghost was instantly choked and fell to the ground.
The followers killed the prison ghost. The walking corpses nearby were missing their guide and their movements had slowed down a lot. The pressure on the Sacred Heart Sect was immediately reduced a lot.
Shangguan Yundun and Zhuo Yihang quickly stepped forward to besiege the remaining two prison ghosts.
Sha Tongtian and Zhongyuan Yidianhong, who were fighting the two prison ghosts, were already covered in injuries and exhausted.
Fortunately, after the followers joined the battle, the situation improved instantly, and the two hell ghosts were also suppressed.
Han Feng and Chu Qingni looked at each other and rushed towards the battle to besiege the Hell Ghosts.
As long as the remaining two hell ghosts die, the balance of this battle will tilt towards the side of the Sacred Heart Sect.
However...heaven does not follow man's wishes...
A majestic and infinitely terrifying momentum descended on the center of the Qishan battlefield!
The two hell ghosts under siege were already bruised all over by the followers, but a suction force from the air came and actually sucked the two people away.
Then, a solemn man wearing black imperial attire, a flat crown on his head, and a golden wheel suspended behind his back descended from the sky.
With a wave of his hand, two prison ghosts landed at his feet.
One of the ten kings of cults, the Wheel-turning King, has arrived!
Swinging his sleeves, the Chakravartin King sent out a circular wave of air. The cultists within a few dozen feet nearby were pushed away by all the people on both sides of the Sacred Heart Sect.
Only the Chakravartin King and the two hell ghosts at his feet were left in the center of the battlefield.
"Have you not surrendered the Sacred Heart Sect yet? I am impatient to wait."
As Chakravartin spoke, monstrous black energy rose up from his body, rendering the Qishan battlefield like hell.